CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 181 – DUSTED-INDUCTION
LANDMARK APARTMENT, PENTHOUSE UNIT
Bramasta repeatedly frowned when she saw Adisti giggling with her eyes staring at the phone screen while occasionally rubbing a small towel on her hair.
“Sayang..” Bramasta approached his wife who was sitting in front of the dresser.
“Ya.?” Adisti looked up for a while and giggled again while reading the chat.
“Would you, please.?” Bramasta looked at Adisti without a smile while pulling a towel from Adisti's hand.
Adisti. Showing off his whim.
“Pardon me, Hubby.” her hands hugged her husband's waist. Her face was placed on her husband's hip.
Bramasta.
Adisti looked up to observe her husband's face from his seat.
“Abaaaaaang, angry ya?”
“According to Disti how?”
“Issssh kok angry si darlings Disti.”.
“How come this morning don't feel like Disti's favorite?”
“Why?”
“Istri Abang really excited with his chat, would rather see the chat than see her husband.." Bramasta thaws while sitting on a neat bed.
"Abang iiiiih kok ngambek sih.” Adisti rubbed Bramasta's chest with his face.
Treated like that, Bramasta persisted with his flat expression. Trying to look cool by holding amused.
“Disti what are you doing?” half-dead Bramasta held amused.
“Sedang asked ma’af in the right way..”.
Bramasta's eyebrows raised next door. Just a moment later chuckled amusedly.
“Udah. Brother ticklish!”
“Ngak. Disti's not done yet.."
"What is unfinished. Udah.. This is very ticklish!”
“Not yet.. Disti just started..”.
“Udah doooong.”
“Not done before dima’afin Brother."
"But! Mercury.”
“Biarin.”
Adisti pushed Bramasta into the middle of the bed. Bramasta who had looked neat became disheveled again.
“Disti. udah.”
“Dima’afin gak?”
“Iyaaaa yesaaaa.”
Adisti. Look at her husband's face.
"Ah. Continue again..” the dusel-mendusel event continues again.
The sound of puffiness accompanied by the breath of Bramasta was heard clearly.
Finally Bramasta chose to hug Adisti tightly with both legs locking the movement of his wife's legs.
“Ah Brother is cunning. This physical play anyway. No exclamation.”
Bramasta.
“Abang ma’afin. but Abang has fallen apart. We continue on yuk.”
“Even Disti's hair hasn't dried properly Bang.”
“Solah itself.” Bramasta chuckles happily.
“09.15 Brother has a meeting at B Group with the chairman of The Frozen Holding Company,” Adisti made a large circle-root pattern with his index finger on the chest of her husband whose buttons are open.
Then he continued again, “11.15 There was a meeting at The Canyon with the CEO of The Crown Hotel.”.
Bramasta sighed while rubbing her face.
“Disti will join the meeting at The Canyon, yes?”
Adisti shook his head, “Disti there is a meeting for a new Muslim fashion brand from B Group.”
“I see,” Bramasta looks not accepted.
“Why?”
“To be willing to directly have lunch both of us.”
“How about replaced candle light dinner at Atmosphere?” Adisti still makes circular patterns.
“You reservation what time?” Bramasta attempted to sit down after peeping long at his wife's forehead.
“20.30?”
Bramasta frowned.
“That will be very late dinner.”
“Kan we have to stop by the hospital, Bang.”
Bramasta. Then look at the clock on the nightstand.
“Buruan. We have to hurry breakfast.”
Adisti.
“Abang his shirt is tangled. Change it up Bang. Disti diamin.”
“Disti who wear also yes.” both eyebrows Bramasta reduced.
Adisti chuckles.
After breakfast, Adisti writes on the adhesive note paper. Then put it on the refrigerator door.
Bramasta frowned while reading Adisti's writing. A moment later he smiled as he touched the small “G” letter written by Adisti. Writing for the cleaning officer of the main house.
“Mbak, ma’af we did not have time to wash the dishes.” writing ended with a picture of flowers and hearts.
“So, from earlier Disti read the chat who until giggling himself?”ask Bramasta when starting to press the engine start button on his car.
Bramasta notices the rearview mirror, the escort car follows him.
“From Adinda.”
Bramasta turned his head quickly, “Any trouble?”
“If there is trouble, Disti can not giggle dong, Bang.” Adisti turned to Bramasta with a grin on his face but then the grin suddenly disappeared.
Staring seriously at her husband who was driving by using pilot sunglasses with dark green lenses.
Bramasta turned quickly to his wife.
“What's up?”
“Mashaa Allah.. Brother..”
“Why?”
“This who the hell is next to Disti? Very saucy. Very cool. The Prophet Yusuf Alayhissalam.”.
“Hisssh kirain what's up.” Bramasta.
“Gimme your cheek,” Adisti's two hands raised towards Bramasta's face.
Bramasta tilted his face with eyes focused on the road ahead.
Quickly, Adisti grabbed her husband's face. Gave a kiss on his cheek.
“Mmmmuach! OK, it’s done.”
Bramasta chuckles happily.
“What the hell is chatting in chat to make Disti giggle so?”
As reminded by his chat, Adisti again giggled.
“Isssh hasn't told you too.” Bramasta.
“Kakak inquires about Dinda's willingness to be dikhitbah in the near future.”
“Mashaa Allah... Continues?”
“Dinda want..”
“Alhamdulillah's... Keep funny where?”
“Kakak proposed no sweetness, no romantic-romantic.”.
“Kanebo dry style?” Bramasta turned to Adisti.
Adisti.
“But first Brother proposed Disti also do not use romantic-romantic.”
“Who said? Spontaneity Brother, Brother's sentence, atmosphere... all make heart melting, know not?”.
“Times anyway?” Bramasta smiled broadly considering it all.
“Well the proof, Bang Indra alone until weeping even Mommy who only watched the video until it was crying kejer.”.
They both chuckle.
“So, romantic is not all about flowers, candlelight, soft music lather ya?” Bramasta stopped his car while at the intersection, the traffic light turned red.
Adisti.
“But come to think of it, the location that Brother chose to talk to Adinda could be called romantic anyway.”
“Where is it?”
“In the garden floor 6.”
Bramasta nodded while chuckling smallly.
“Eh.. not how long talking kitbah, the brother already discussed children only..”.
“What kids?” bramasta's eyebrows raised.
“Yes their children... Children of their future.” Adisti's laughter breaks.
“Oh my God's... This Sister-in-law.” Bramasta chuckles hard, “Keep Its existence how?”
“Ya auto part..”.
“Bener-gener yes.. The Sister-in-law.”
“Terus?”
“Udahan. Disconnected.. There is Bang Indra coming, he said.”
“Eh, tumben Indra early in the morning.”
“Say Adinda, Bang Indra not as usual.”
“Means?”
“See many thoughts.”
Bramasta turned his head while frowning.
“What's up?”
Bramasta took his gawai and contacted Indra while turning on the loudspeaker.
“Assalamu’alaiikum Ndra.”
“Wa’alakumussalam Pak Bos. I'm a little late. It's still otewe. Torn up badly nih.”
“It’s OK.. Are you fine today?”
“Aalhamdulillah's. Fine. Uh, last time Agung told me, Dinda wanted to be preached on the last day of her written exam.”
“Again time dong.”
“Iya. We help them yes, Bram.”
“Insyaa Allah. Of course we have to help them.”
“They are allowed to go home tomorrow.”
“Alhamdulillah's.. Ciyus Bang?” Adisti.
“Iya.. Adinda recovers faster.”
“Alhamdulillah.”
“Pak Boss, today's schedule has been handed over to Disti yes.”
“Iya..thanks yes. See you at the office. Fii. Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Wa’alaikumussalam.”
Call ended.
Adisti tilted her seat, facing her husband.
“Well?”
“Poor asking by phone. We can't see Indra.” expression
Adisti.
“What's up?”
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